12: Ni-Bump-ght

She didn't like being referred to as Ma'am. That was for old ladies, even then a lot of them didn’t like it either. She wondered how that became customary, she chalked it up to sexist men. "Thanks, Min. You can call me DG, DeeGee, Deeg. Whatever works for you."

She followed Min to food. She didn't like the look of that noodle thing Min got. She was not adventurous when it came to food. She looked over the food. She wondered if there was a limit. She grabbed a little bit of everything that she liked. She followed Min to a table and said grace quietly.

When she was in hiding she always ate food that other people threw away, sometimes it was way past the expiration date. So she had lower expectations and swallowed as fast as she could. This food she took her time to eat. She didn't like it. "Min can I ask you a question. Is this food bland?" She suspected being dead killed her tastebuds.